All Chapters of MY SECRET MATE: LOST MEMORIES.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

JASMINE’S POVNatalia’s words hung in the air like a sharp sword waiting to be dropped. Why did they sound so familiar? My thoughts reeled back to the missing book Alpha Morgan has asked us to find. He never said the actual name, but with the way he asked about it, and wanted us to find it, it just had to be it. The bone marrows. The most evident part of the missing puzzle lies before my eyes. Lucy’s parents. The thoughts were still patching up in my head, and I found it difficult to concentrate on what was going on before me. “Did you hear what I just said?” Natalia snapped me out of my thoughts. “Yea…yes…you were urm…” I stuttered, my words hanging in my throat after I couldn’t get a hint of what she just said. She inched closer to me, placing a hand on my shoulder and pulling me in. “You look troubled,” “I’m fine,”“We’re werewolves, Jasmine. I can tell when you’re lying,” she reminded me. I sighed, trying to take everything in. All she revealed to me had me not just ques

JASMINES POV“Stealing faces?” My ears still couldn’t believe what they just heard. I sat silently, trying to process and imagine what Natalia said, but none of it still made any sense to me. I turned to her, hesitating on the question I wanted to ask. “Stealing faces?” I asked again. She extended her palm, and I glanced at it with doubt, then at her face. “I’ll show you,” she said. With a heavy breath, I placed my palm in hers and shut my eyes. Her grip tightened, and soon I found myself in a familiar place. The sea we were sitting across. But it was littered with the corpse of wolves, floating on the surface of the water. The flesh on their faces was skinned off, exposing their tissues to the sun. The vultures in the air cawed as they hovered around them. Their flight seemed more aligned when I looked up, and I discovered they were heading towards me, flapping their wings and propelling themselves faster. That was when I saw him.Eric, again. “What are you doing here?”“Jas

JASMINES POV I sat beside the crackling fire, my arms wrapped around my body beneath the cloth that lay over my shoulder. My eyes followed his every move, just to ensure I wasn’t just prey to him. I didn’t want to be taken unaware, so I clung onto a stick that I picked up when he wasn’t looking. “Brendon,” I muttered as my eyes left him for the first time, searching the environment for any sign of a living being. “Are you sure this place is safe?” I asked. He didn’t look as confident as he was earlier when he offered me help. Instead, a strange sense of fear lurked in his expression as he turned the nest burning over the fire. “I guess,” “You guess?” I repeated, fear crawling back into my skin. The steak of meat in my hand dropped, and I stood up. “But you were sure that we were safe earlier,” “I’m not saying we are not safe,” he interrupted without waiting to hear what else I had to say. “I’m only saying that…when it was just me…I was safe. But now that you’re here, who knows

JASMINES POVThe wolves snarled, their teeth bared and glowing under the morning light. I scrambled to my feet, pulling Brendon to my side. He was strongly rooted to the ground, his eyes fixed on both beasts like he was analyzing them. “Brendon, it’s them. We must leave now!” I urged, pulling his arm.“Wait,” he whispered, his knees taking a slow bend as he assumed a defensive stance. His claws snapped out, and he started moving closer. The wolves that were once charged with ferocity started moving backward.I stood behind him, trying to understand what was happening. Were they scared of him? Or was there something he was doing to them that I couldn’t see?“Brendon, what’s going on?” I whispered.“Stay close,” he returned, keeping up with his pace. I tugged behind him, holding the dagger in my left hand, with the right grabbing his shirt. “What’s going on?” I asked, watching as the positions reversed. The first wolf turned immediately and ran into the woods, while the second took it

JASMINES POV “Sister?” My head ran at a speed to process what he just said and what I just witnessed. I pressed down the truth that brewed in my chest, refusing to believe that I had just been fooled by him. “Sister?” I muttered, my entire body trembling as I fought to stay on my feet. “Lucy, run!” Her parents yelled, but she seemed as glued as I was to the ground, taking in the hour before us. Brendon’s face turned entirely, revealing the face of a whole different person. It looked very similar to a story that was told not long ago, by the same person I was running from—Natalia. It sounded so much like the story of my brother—Eric. Was it him? Has Brendan been Eric this long? Has he been fooling me? Adrian hazed out of the wall where he crashed into but was caught mid-way and lifted off the ground by Brendon. He struggled, clawing and kicking, but Brendon’s arms kept healing with a speed faster than any I’d seen. Adrian stopped for a while, watching in horror. “What